The husband of a financial tycoon

Shen Xiuzhu was painting in the study room on the second floor. Zhuang Xing's aunt came again with her grandson. He simply hid on the second floor to color the painting from the previous few days. He needed paint, and the bamboo shoots were not suitable for him.

Li Lanxin and Lou Xue were sitting in the yard, with small bamboo shoots huddled on the small swing, holding a molar stick to chew, swinging their two fleshy legs from time to time, it could be seen that he was in a good mood.

At the beginning, little Yingda clung to grandma Lou Xue, but when he saw the swing, he was a little greedy, but he didn't open his mouth.Little Yingda is not naturally introverted, boys are playful at a very young age, and little Yingda is naughty, every time he asks to speak, he will be rejected by adults, so he gradually stops talking.

Li Lanxin peeled chestnuts, and roasted chicken with chestnuts at night.Because the youngest son Zhuang Yang loves to eat chestnut cakes, Li Lanxin bought a big basket full of them and slowly peeled the shells.

"Yingda, bring the small bench and sit next to grandma. How can grandma do things when you lean against grandma?" Lou Xue pointed to the small bench in the corner.

Little Yingda looked over, but still didn't move, but he didn't rely on grandma any more, he stood alone, Li Lanxin just became a grandma, so she couldn't bear it, "Sister-in-law Wu?"

She yelled but didn't respond, and then remembered that Mrs. Wu had gone to buy chicken.

Li Lanxin stood up by herself and went to get a small bench, "Yingda, sit down, can you move it yourself where you want to sit?"

Little Yingda was still standing, holding a chestnut in her hand and not speaking.

Lou Xue: "Oh, it's really like his mother, it's so twisted to death."

Li Lanxin smiled, and reflexively looked at the small bamboo shoot on the right.Seeing grandma looking at him, Little Bamboo Shoot bounced his body excitedly, "Hey..." with a soft smile.

Lou Xue saw that her younger siblings didn't answer, and then asked, "Sister-in-law, what kind of daughter-in-law do you like?"

Li Lan thought of Shen Xiuzhu, but she couldn't say that.

Little Yingda was attracted by the tender smile of the little bamboo shoot, and he walked over to stand in front of the swing.Li Lanxin looked over and saw that Xiaozhusun reached out and handed the saliva-filled teething stick to Brother Yingda.

The little bamboo shoot couldn't be happier, "Uh Ka Ka Ka... Hahaha..."

Li Lan felt relieved, continued to shell the chestnuts, and replied, "My son likes it, so I like it. By the way, I heard that Xiaoxiang bought a house?"

Lou Xue tried many times, and Li Lan knew that she was a relative, and she could only play sloppy eyes, what else could she scold?

"Ah... His dad took all his savings and bought a three-bedroom apartment. Thanks to Xiao Xing, Zhuang Xiang cherishes this job and is still working hard when he gets home. His dad saw that he was caring and thought about buying it for him. This house is closer to work." Lou Xue stopped her movements, and lowered her head to shake chestnuts in the pot.

Li Lanxin smiled modestly: "That's because he worked hard on his own, worked hard, and tried to save money to buy a set for Xiao Yingda."

Sometimes Li Lan didn't understand what kind of fate she was. She gave birth to Yang Yang when her eldest son was 10 years old, and she was old when Yang Yang was born.

But just like that, Zhuang Xing grew up so well, he completely got rid of the title of son of Zhuangzhou Island's aristocratic family, and worked hard for himself the title of chairman.

Lou Xue thought about buying a house for Xiao Yingda?It also depends on whether your eldest son is willing to fulfill it.

When Mrs. Wu bought the chicken and came back, Li Lanxin heard the movement in the house, and she took a plate of peeled chestnuts and planned to send it to the kitchen, and it was only a few steps away.

Lou Xue also waved her hands and followed in. Passing by the living room, she saw a family portrait hanging on the wall in the middle. Others’ homes were taken by photo studios. The siblings’ family is so good, the family portraits were drawn.

But it's really comfortable to look at, the character similarity is 100%, and it has been beautified a lot.

Li Lanxin came out of the kitchen, Lou Xue pulled her and asked, "Who did you ask for this painting? That's great, I also want to find someone to do it."

"My second son drew it. If you like it, I'll tell him after he finishes his work in this year's art exhibition." Li Lanxin just finished being proud of her eldest son, and then proud of her little bamboo.

Lou Xue laughed at her and said, "You said you, you already have two sons, and you still recognize one. Why don't you recognize a daughter?"

Li Lan wanted to say that Zhuang Xing didn't want a girl, what could she do?

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Shen Xiuzhu was pregnant with his own little bamboo shoot in October, he knew it too well, the cry of his son was not easy!He dropped his paintbrush and ran downstairs...

Li Lanxin was startled by the baby's crying, and as soon as she entered the yard, she saw the little bamboo shoots lying under the swing, which was 1 meter high from the ground!Even if Yang Yang dug a piece of land under the swing and covered it with fine sand, but this height is too high for a baby!

Li Lanxin ran over to pick up the little bamboo shoot.

The little bamboo shoot lay in grandma Li Lan's arms. There were sand marks on her forehead and nose, and there was still some sand in her mouth. When she opened her mouth wide, she could see her little tongue. She was out of breath from crying.

"Ah! Ahhh..."

Shen Xiuzhu rushed over and hugged the little bamboo shoot. The little bamboo shoot was already crying and his face was flushed, and his forehead was swollen. He had been cared for by his elders and he hadn't been injured for 8 months. Today's fall hurt him. Terrified, more afraid than pain.

"I fell off the swing, wipe your face off and go to the hospital!" Li Lan was anxious and shouted in a panic, "Sister-in-law Wu, go to the street and call a car, hurry up!"

What I am most afraid of is knocking to the head, nothing will happen to the little bamboo shoot!

There are two cars in the family, the driver is Zhuang Jianshe, and Zhuang Xing's is also driving to the company.Shen Xiuzhu gently brushed the sand off his son's face with his wet hands, and he was panicked when his son cried.

After wiping his face, Xiao Zhuzi was crying so hard that he couldn't breathe. Shen Xiuzhu picked up his son and ran outside, and called a motorcycle to the city's first hospital.

Li Lanxin followed behind, and waited for the car called by Mrs. Wu about ten minutes late, and hurried to catch up.Sitting in the car, Li Lanxin had time to think. She regretted and felt guilty that she didn't take good care of her little grandson, and within a few minutes of entering the house, the little bamboo shoot fell off the swing.

In just a few minutes, she'll be fine.She shouldn't have left the baby in the yard, she shouldn't have thought that her sister-in-law could help look after her, she shouldn't have watched her sister-in-law follow into the house, and she should have taken chances.

However, the little bamboo shoot sat on the swing for a month and never fell.The swing still has guardrails, unless the bamboo shoots can stand up against the baffle?Or, someone pulled a small bamboo shoot?

But when she picked up the little bamboo shoot, there were only the little bamboo shoot and the 3-year-old little Yingda in the yard. She caught a glimpse of the little Yingda standing far away, not next to the swing.

So, how did the little bamboo shoot fall down?Li Lanxin couldn't find the answer no matter what.

In the past, Zhuang Xing strictly forbade Shen Xiuzhu to ride a motorcycle for three trips, but now only three trips can reach the hospital as quickly as possible, and Shen Xiuzhu couldn't care less.

The driver saw that the man was holding the baby who was too weak to cry, and escorted Shen Xiuzhu to the Pediatric Department regardless of the fact that he did not bring the fare.

In the end, Shan Jiashu ran down to help pay the fare.

Pediatrician: "How did the child fall? Where did it fall?"

"The one who fell off the swing only saw a swollen forehead." Shen Xiuzhu replied in a panic.

The nurse took the temperature of the small bamboo shoots for examination, and Shen Xiuzhu followed suit. He didn't know how fragile his heart was until he became a father.

By the time Li Lanxin rushed over, the doctor had already finished the examination.

Pediatrician: "It's nothing serious. It's inevitable for children to bump into each other. The baby should be scared by MEJJDJ. Just take it back and wait for the swelling to disappear on its own. You must be careful in the future, and you can't take your eyes off the baby."

Several parents nodded repeatedly, and Shan Jiashu drove them home.

Sitting in the back seat, Li Lan blamed herself: "I should have carried him into the house. Grandma is sorry for you, little bamboo shoot, it's all grandma's fault."

The little bamboo shoot lay in the arms of his father, and fell asleep after crying tiredly. Shen Xiuzhu held his son's leg with one hand. After the great shock, he was exhausted for the rest of his life.

The child was young, and Shen Xiuzhu himself couldn't guarantee to watch his son all the time. He relieved Li Lan and said, "It's okay, aunt. The doctor said it's okay. Little Zhusun cried so hard because he was frightened."

"It's also strange. The little bamboo shoot was sitting on the swing, how could it fall?" Li Lan wondered.

Shen Xiuzhu asked: "Is he alone?"

Li Lanxin shook her head and replied, "There is also Xiao Yingda."

"But little Yingda is only 3 years old and still a child." Li Lanxin added.

Shen Xiuzhu felt distressed, "Then just go back and ask. Fortunately, there is nothing wrong, don't worry, auntie."

The little bamboo shoot can't talk, it can only cry, how did the child fall, I can only go back and ask the talking little Yingda.

It is impossible for several adults to base their bad thoughts on the 3-year-old little Yingda.

Lou Xue walked home with little Yingda in her arms, and only after entering her yard did she ask, "How did that baby fall down? Do you know?"

Children will not lie, little Yingda looked at Lou Xue and said, "I want to pull him down..."

After speaking, he flattered grandma and said, "Grandma! I want to sit on the swing too!"

Lou Xue pinched little Yingda's face hard, and said fiercely: "What kind of swing is it! If that family asks you something, you just say you don't know! Did you hear me!"

Little Yingda was in pain and cried with her mouth open. Lou Xue was so angry when he cried, she grabbed Little Yingda's arm and spanked, "You still cry! Why are you so bad at such a young age? Just like your mother, you can use your energy!"

Little Yingda is only 3 years old and has no sense of right and wrong, and doesn't know what to do and what not to do.If Lou Xue taught him a lesson immediately and let him know that he was wrong, it would be fine, after all, there will inevitably be friction between the friends.

So Xiao Yingda doesn't know now, he shouldn't pull his brother off the swing, he hurt his brother.Little Yingda spoke out honestly, but was beaten by his grandma. Before he fell asleep, he thought that his mistake was that he shouldn't want to sit on the swing...